Our So Called Lives

Amber found herself in the office at Huntington Beach High School. Looking around she saw three girls sitting, waiting for something. She sighed as she approached the desk, but before she could say anything the woman behind the desk spoke up.

"You must be Amber Smith." The woman behind the desk smiled. Amber looked at her and nodded. She looks a bit creepy. She thought while nodding.

The woman continued, "Well here is your schedule and your locker combination. Now please sit down with the other three new girls and wait for your guide." She then continued shuffling papers behind the desk.

Amber just nodded once again and once she turned around, mouthed 'She's creepy.' to the three girls who were sitting there. All three nodded their heads vigorously.

As soon as she sat down a girl with medium length brown hair entered the office.

"Hello you four must be Jordan, Stephanie, Amber, and Courtney. I'm Amanda Johnson your guide." The girl now known as Amanda said.

One girl, who had a big shit-eating grin on her face spoke up first, " Hello my name’s Stephanie but you can Steph or Nef."

Then the one next to her stood up and said, "Hi my name’s Courtney."

"Oh... hi, I’m Jordan." The tallest girl spoke, unsure of what exactly to say.

"Well since everyone is introducing themselves, I might as well too. The name’s Amber." Amber smiled slightly, looking quite nervous.

"Okay then well let’s see, you all have your schedules right?" Amanda asked and in return all four girls just simply nodded muttering a simple 'yeah'. She then continued, " I’ll show you where your lockers are and on the way, I’ll show you where some of the classrooms are."

After learning where their lockers were. The bell rang signaling that class is going to start. Great, teachers who love to make your life a living hell. Amber thought as she walked to her first class with Jordan.

Reaching their destination, the two shared a quick glance at each other before going in. Opening the door, they found a plump old woman sitting behind the desk and of course all the students in the class were looking at them.

The plump old woman had a look of disgust as she looked up and down at the two, "May I help you two?"

Amber spoke up, "I believe we are going to be the two new students in your class."

Some students laughed and continued to watch them for hopes of more entertainment. Their wish was granted as two other students walked in a little late for class.

"You two show me your schedules." The woman pointed at Amber and Jordan, and then turned her gaze to the two boys who entered in late. "You two go sit down!"

The muscular boy of the two spoke up, "Alright, alright. Jeez don't get your panties in a twist."

The other boy chuckled at his friend's comment, but he was not the only one. Amber and Jordan, along with some others in the class started laughing as well. The two boys made their way to the back, where their seats were. Amber and Jordan handed over their schedules to the teacher. While Amber was handing over hers, the woman noticed something on her arm.

"What is that? Is that a tattoo? Let me see your arm!" The plump woman screeched trying to grab her arm.

Jordan stepped in, "So what if it's a tattoo? It’s a little late to be rubbing it off, don’t you think? And hey, I’m just jumping on a limb here but I think that it has some meaning to it." She turned and gave a pitiful excuse for a smile at Amber.

Amber grinned, "Yes it is a tattoo and no you're not going to see it. If you want to, you have to ask nicely. If you do, you’ll be able to see it and if you’re lucky you’ll find out the secret to it."

The plump woman's face grew red with anger and frustration; "Since you two are new I will let you off, so go sit down. Next time you two won't be so lucky."

The girls went and sat down in the back next to each other and without the teacher looking high fived. The smile on their faces could not be wiped off.

The two found out that the plump woman's name was Mrs. Kennedy. No not related to the president Kennedy. Amber tried to listen to the lecture, but she couldn't. *What the fuck am I doing? Am I seriously rebelling and not giving a shit about anything? *She sighed. *Well at least Jordan is nice. Looks like she is having a hard time listening to this lady as well. Lady. Geez. Right, I feel sorry for whoever gave birth to her.* Her mind kept thinking, as she zoned out from boredom. A few minutes later the bell had rung, signaling that the horrid class was over. Amber didn't realize the class was over until Jordan started snapping her fingers in front of her.

"Whoa, what happened?" Amber asked as she snapped out her daze.

"Class is over." Jordan said flatly.

"Thank God, Let's get out of here." Amber exclaimed.

The two hurried out of there, the both of them not wanting to talk to Mrs. Kennedy. Once they reached their lockers they found the three other girls there.

"Dude, whoever has Mrs. Kennedy, I feel very sorry for you." Amber looked at them with sorry eyes.

"Damn it!" Stephanie cursed. "Is she that bad?"

Amber and Jordan looked at each other, then back down at her, "Yup."

Stephanie began to sulk, but then a grin came on her face, "I don't have her ‘til after lunch. YAY!"

“Like that’s really going to make a difference.” Jordan retorted.

The other four began to laugh and once it had died down. "Who do you have next?" Jordan asked.

Looking down at her schedule, "Mr. Langston, Room 369."

"Well, you’re not alone." Amber smiled at her.

"Awesome! Let's GO!" Stephanie grabbed Amber's hand and began pulling her the wrong way.

Laughing, Amber screamed, "Stephanie!" Making the girl turn around. "It's the other way." She said pointing in the opposite direction.

“Oh.” was all that Amber heard before being pulled the way.

The others laughed at the scene.

"Did she say room 369?" Courtney questioned.

Jordan looked at her, "Yeah she did. Why?"

"The last two numbers is 69." Courtney grinned.

It then hit Jordan and she shook her head laughing. "Come on, we don't want to be late."

The two then left for their class.

Once Stephanie and Amber entered Room 369, Stephanie had stopped without warning thus causing Amber to fall on top of a raven haired girl, and causing Stephanie to land on top of Amber. Laughs were heard all around them.

"Dude!” Amber exclaimed. “I think me and whoever I landed on would appreciate it if you got up.”

"Okay." Stephanie then got up and looked down at Amber, "Need a hand."

"Yeah, please." She stretched out a hand to Amber, which she took.

Amber looked down at the girl with medium black hair and held out a hand, "Sorry about that."

Laughing the girl answered, while getting up, "It's alright. I'm used to it."

The three girls just smiled, but it was soon interrupted by a cough. They turned around to find Mr. Langston.

"I hate to interrupt, but I have do a class to teach." He told them a stern stare.

The three mumbled 'sorry' and the girl with black hair went to her seat. Stephanie and Amber handed him their schedules. *Jeez lay off, smile or something.* Amber thought as she looked at Mr. Langston, who still had that stern look on his face.

"Take any empty seats and next time do not interrupt my class." Mr. Langston said, waving them off.

Stephanie and Amber looked at each other, shrugged, and then went to the back of the classroom. Amber once again droned out another lecture. She already learned what this class was going over. *Stephanie seems very.... outgoing. I can't help but like her. I mean, who can hate her? Langston’s a prick. I swear if he keeps looking at me like that I'm going to say something. What the fuck did I do? Nothing! I guess coming to class is just enough to make a teacher look down on you. Fuckers.* Once the bell rang Stephanie began poking Amber and waving her hands frantically in front of her face.

Getting out of her stupor, "Wha?"

"Come on! It's break! We need to go find Courtney, Jordan, and Amanda!" Stephanie then grabbed Amber, who barely had enough time to grab all of her stuff, and dragged her out of the classroom.

At the lockers the three girls couldn't help but laugh as they saw Amber being dragged once again by Stephanie. Stephanie approached them with a grin.

Amber smiled and looked at Stephanie, "Dude seriously what did you have today?"

Stephanie grinned, "Just some cereal, pixie sticks, lollipops, soda...." The four just stared at her with jaws dropped as she continued with her list, but she was interrupted as a tall guy went up to them in what seemed to be a bright orange bathrobe with blue shorts and socks up to his knees and his hair sticking up in all directions. He snuck up behind Stephanie and screamed in her ear. It caused her to jump in Courtney's arms, then tackled Jordan to the ground saying 'I am lord Jimmy, master and I will eat your babies.' Grinning he got up and walked away laughing maniacally. His robe flowing as he walked.

Once he left, Amber spoke up first, "Dude what the fuck was that?"

"He seems awesome!" Stephanie grinned, laughing. Even though she was in the arms of Courtney.

Courtney grinned, "He was HOT!"

"That was Jimmy Sullivan. He likes to weird and scare people especially new students. Some people say he’s quite a rebel." Amanda explained.

A smirk grew on Jordan's face, "I've got a plan." The four looked at her as if telling her to tell them, but before she could, the bell decided to ring. "You will find out soon enough."

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